Whenever I go to a NEW city, WHETHER visiting or vacationing, I would always MAKE that a point to get to the record store early on, just to get my bearings and SEE what was going on around town.

There were so many times when I FELT LIKE RUNNING AWAY from the akhada. But now that we are bearing the fruits of all the HARD work, we understand its value.

My having HIV has no bearing on my BUSINESS.

They were of MANY TYPES of seals, all bearing the insignia of the KING.

I'm in favor of destruction, aggression, hating things. Not bearing things ANYMORE. We think the breakdown comes because our life is in BAD SHAPE. But MAYBE the ideas cause the disorder. Something TRIES to break through and causes the disorder.

Every artist seems to me to have the JOB of bearing witness to the world we LIVE in. To some extent I THINK of all of US as ARTISTS, because we have voices and we are each of us unique.

'On EARTH the living have much to BEAR;' the DIFFERENCE is chiefly in the manner of bearing, and my manner of bearing is far from being the best.

The very paradigm of revolution, of right versus wrong, good versus bad, is a relic with no bearing on the PRESENT. Yet artists, exhibitions, and curators valorize the sixties. People who WROTE about these artists 30 years ago STILL write about them in the same ways, often for the same MAGAZINES.

In short, that POLITICIANS do or don't have families should no longer have any bearing on their abilities to hold OFFICE or to care more or LESS about the future of the country.

People suit their star sign. If someone is ANNOYING me over and over, and I KNOW they're a Sagittarius, SAY, I'm more likely to FORGIVE them. It comes down to my NEED for structure as a way of finding my bearings with people.

Since 1970, I've been using text and ephemera as well as photographs in order to tell STORIES of one KIND or another. There's a thread that RUNS through all the WORK that is to do with bearing witness. The photographs are about asking questions, though, not answering them.

I was my parent's first child, Joanna Catherine Going, named for my great-great GRANDMOTHER Catherine, and my FATHER's maternal aunt Johanna Burke, and bearing the initials of my father's father, JOHN Christopher, who passed away just MONTHS before I was born.